It is the end of August, and there was no Summer Festival at the Genuine Faux Farm. An August gathering just prior to the start of school rapidly became a tradition for us at the farm and not because we were farming and selling produce and poultry. The origin of this farm gathering actually came from our tendency to offer our place for a before-school starting gathering when we lived near Ridgeway and Decorah. It was a natural extension for Tammy to invite her colleagues at Wartburg for something similar. It just happened that some of our customers were some of the same people.